(Fallen) A Senryu
Waking
The sun rises brightWe resplendent in its light
Glorious the sight
Church
The trees testify
Branches reach to the heavens
We born surely die
Naturally
Seasonal are we
Winter, summer, spring and fall
The ebb and the flow
Shining
Star falling to earth reborn
Man and woman are we birthed
When did we forget
Bright
Moon luminescent
The day so vibrant is gone
This, the way of things
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
